Gal force got this,
Seven weeks flowed,
Hips slimmer, no less,
Must confess bloating
Shrank, no moo juice,
Unkind, but no coffee,
Reducing toxins
You see, it's tough,
Quiet pacing,
Slow down, destrss,
Meditate on peace,
Pre-emptive rest,
Some day, maybe,
Better sleep now,
Less **** brain,
Broth all the way,
Veggies per day,
All good here,
How about you?

Lovers love, okay,
While I've got you here,
I can't love you enough,
Our souls collide
Through the years,
No secret what love
Can do, hearts young
But older, time elapsed,
Write each page we
Can, enduring
Soothing,with glow,
Lovers love today,
Ever loyal to you.

Focus each blessing,
Less stressing.
Cast our own spelling!

Lovely, you're still my Valentine,
Romance that is yours and mine,
It's okay to be human, feeling
Sublime, love sends me reeling.
It's okay to love your smile,
Hope we linger a while
In morning glory, all right
Darby, no need to get uptight,
Your woo is more than best,
Spammers, chuck away the rest!
You are Cupid's sweet one,
Older  now, for ageing fun,
Adoring  you, such happy face,
Lovers have an excellent place,
My ode devoted, my heart
Caring for you, let's never part.

Boomers keep up with each current affair,
Loving romances at this time of year,
Cupid firing at anyone, in the air
Naughty drunken arrows get us anywhere,
Flowers, gold bling, promises, sweet nothings,
Whispers, bloomers, loving embrace, kisses,
Guys and dolls, chiming churches, true weddings,
Ever romance, ageing sonnets, misses,
Never minding, divorce silence frowning,
Begone, chirpy single, improving life,
Turning away, progress, better crowning
Queening  normal, strengthen smiles, ex-wife,
Ironic, her swain has really fainted,
Nurse IV cleavage resuscitated!

Happy hearts each day,
Give joyful smiles, okay!
Light for dark times,
Cheerful bells rhyme.

Lighten
Brighten
Knighten
Heighten
Inspiring Lord, lighen brighten way,
Global preaching, knighten heighten day.

Regard 'Those Good Old Days'?
Bring smiles in own ways,
Writing a book, Any Excuse,
My GSOH is a'loose,
Went to football in past stage,
Good book, turn each page,
"The umpire's a cheat!"
"Yes, our goals incomplete!"
"Our game plan's the same!"
"Yeah, coach is to blame!"
"Let's go home!"
"Yep, home's we'll roam!"
"Leaving already?" Crowd roar,
"Spit the dummy, game's a bore!"
"See you next week!"
"At next game we'll peek!"
Smiling, I hit the sack,
Ignore football, top lifehack.
"Well, that was a long book.
"Those Good Old Days, worth a sook."

Staunch is Our Lord, friend anywhere,
True friend, like jewel, precious and rare,
Everlasting blessing He guides,
Accept true love at our sides,
Devoted to leading us to divine,
Founded great faith, yours and mine,
Acknowledge each human race,
Steadily leads, His immortal face,
Trust God's bridge to mortal grace.

Prompt for all the young,
Think of your digital fun,
Invent some device for the future,
Code a robotic pooper scooper,
For flies, mosquitoes and all pooper,
This no diseases in the future,
Soon that would be a beautser,
Emit water and oxygen,
Lots of ideas you can ken,
Nothing wrong with millenial brains,
Flies, mossies, pooper down the drains!

His light guides our way,
Shining on all His beloved,
Sweet. cannot be beat.

How can I express my thanks from afar?
Lately, drove past me, smiling and waving,
In such past times, he was my guiding star,
Treasured image of him I am saving.
"Sit tight, dear one, you see things to the end,"
Always I fondly recall what he did say,
But separately, my path did onward wend,
I really never know, except to pray.
Steadfast, he did come turning back to me,
Inspiring in this dear eternal love,
Afar and beyond in that century,
Teaching that all our gifts sent from above.

He gave all he did ever meet happy heart,
Before time and all human breath does depart.

Speak our language of love,
Lip sync--forever young,
Free fun, keep love alive,
Pour blessings on your delights,
Never give up your dreams,
Inner peace, now and always,
All good, enough said,
Smiles and happy cheers!

Faith can be reborn,
Bells chiming welcome the Lord,
Magic time, new dawn.

Praying,
God's hopes come true,
For you!

A tale of my Lord, His sign,
Sent faith to align,
Been great I can say,
Blessed by best this day,
Pray with pen to unite,.
Future peace, a light,
Over to the young,
No bombs, more than fun,
Advance evolution,
Needs your evolution,
Best years ahead, might see,
Hope for humanity.....

Does this mean much to you,
Force fed at Yuletide too?
Unsure if Jesus meant all this,
Tinsel town of retail bliss,
Beginning to feel like Yuletide,
Snow in Aussie ocean tide,
Swimming and drinking,
What is Santa thinking?
Overfeeding everyone,
Overstuffed games in the sun,
Does Jesus think we're crude?
Groaning, here's more food,
Gimme more gifts and a card,
Graft at Christmas, that's so hard,
No matter who's to blame,
Megastores feel  no shame,
Buy, buy, buy, right away,
Rather ceasefires this festive day,
Despite Bing Crosby, okay,
That's what Jesus would really say!

What is love? A quest,
You totally are the best,
Wake me up in bliss,
Takes more than our kiss,
It is beyond sublime,
Stood the test of time,
Better man no love could bring,
You make this heart's bells ring,.
Guess I am still in love,
Love is sign from above.

Forest therapy,
Lovers embrace trees to breathe,
Symbiosis please!

Are you scared of ghosts?
Is one hiding under your toast?
What is that creaking sound?
Whoops, your poster just fell down!

I know how to party,
On Friday nights,
I have crocheting, you see,
A stash of yarn, and coffee,
I'd say that's quite a party,
Hope all the crafters agree!

(Farewell to an aged brother, RIP).
His good ole days are still to be,
In football heaven, in eternity,
Looks at the face of heaven, does he,
He rewound his music, so country,
He got them all back, you see,
His wife, his old dog, his car, no needs,
Pray his good ole days are still to be......

Beam me up, she said,
Mary Poppins  I have read,
Pet advocate was she,
I'll feed my birds, signed me!

You're so varicose vein,
Youth is gone again,
I suppose I'm still lucky,
I found my glasses, you see,
That's as good as it gets today,
Let's hear it for oldies, yah!

Let's raise a bitter glass,
Football's here at last,
And that's not all,
Teams do crowds enthrall,
From a victory,
****** defeat, you see,
No flag again this year,
Bitter glass, my dears,
Football's finally a'loose,
Pour that glass of bitter juice!

This is sage advice,
At gigolos don't look twice,
It's a pandemic world,
Solo *******, guys and girls,
All around the  world,'
Blip yourselves, dudes and girls,
Then on with the happy pants,
Back to online work, us ants,
How do I know all this?
Google's life coaching is the blip!

In my burb, cool cars are superstars,
They never seem to travel far,
They drive off to the bottle shop,
Head off home, dodging the cops,
Maybe they seek lively young babes,
I think the **'s are giggling away,
Another trip to the bottle shop,
Your fun police, I am not,
I do not care where your mufflers are,
Cool cars here are superstars!

For my free thought anxiety,
I do like reading Web MD,
For medical catastrophes,
But what to do, in reality,
Send them off to a good GP,
For accurate diagnoses,
Then stop reading Web MD!

Here's an ode to make us laugh,
Boomers resilient to the last,
Survived high school in  the sixties,
Where we learnt cookery,
Girls did not have *****,
Couldn't do woodwork, over it!
Instead, made a pudding of suet,
Fat, fat, fat, eating to rue it!

Who guides you each day?
Would you to angels pray?
Our guides on the sides,
All ethereals, they hide,
An open mind we must keep,
Blessings from above, love so deep.

The Flintstones, blast from the past,
That was a pregnancy to last,
For Pebbles  we waited so long,
She did sing her own songs,
Now this is a fact so scary,
Pebbles has now turned sixty,
I can't believe how old we've got,
Once the Flintstones really rocked!

I went to the Vet, for what it's worth,
Give Fido these pills? How on Earth?
Fido did the big dummy spit,
Then he snapped me! Over it!

Welcome to Home School today,
A typical mum might say,
We''ll start with Maths, okay,
First,  I have an empty glass,
There is 0 wine here for a blast,
Then I'll pour in half,
Before I top it up,
Now I have 1 whole wine to sup,
Home School does need wine o'clock,
For mums, not kids, quite a shock,
Stop laughing at Mum, okay,
She flunked Maths too, along the way,
Some Mums are not teachers, okay,
Now who farted? She's say,
End of home school for the day!

So, these are my piety years,
A Christian gal lives here,
Jesus is a sweet name, my dears,
He is still in his blessing  years,
Time to stop stressing with fears,
No need for crocodile tears,
In our co-dependency years,
Faith sets us all free, you see,
True liberation for you and me........

We are crafters, I know,
We do things, row by row,
We''ll do housework at the end of this row,
We said that several hours ago!

When  did  I learn somewhere,
That Capitalism does not care,
Should have realized when  I was young,
Economies flourish best with guns,
Over here in Oz, you see,
Iron ore and uranium, basically,
These fund our economy,
Is the human race naive?
Depends on what you believe,
Uncle Sam will want you and you,
Take care, young chicks and dudes,
Armed conflict soon everywhere,
When the Covid antidote is here,
Capitalism does not even care....

Once were dinners a deux, you see,
Was it only a few months, or a century?
Once were schools abuzz with kids,
Teachers agog to see what they did,
Once were universities,
Alive with youthful dreams, indeed,
Once were pubs with beers.
Once were football here,
These are viral times, my dears,
Once were bushfires too,
A horror story for me and you,
Yes, Stephen King wrote this year,
Once were Oz fun times, not fears.

When do we knock off?
Home offices, not for toffs,
I stagger to the desktop,
Yikes, another job!
Guess it won't take me long,
******* my phone, my new song,
We can afford gas for cars vehicular,
But not allowed anywhere particular,
So, we work in the home office,
Jobs designed for masochists!

Here's some tips I can say,
If I give you advice this way,
You'll never fit through the door!
You're twice the size you were before!
So I'm not doing beer belly ****!

This is a quest for chicks of any age,
How to meet a decent bloke on life's stage,
Wouldn't have a clue, how to build a rapport,
With someone sincere, who is not a dorb,
We're all humans with feet of clay,
Guess  I won't meet one this way!

Can you discuss this with me?
Is honesty anyone's best policy?
Here, truth is no one's friend,
Where does BS start and end?

New Blithering is where I live,
Some laughs this burb does give,
You can buy plastic sheep here,
Do not know if they are dear,
In a store not far away,
Does a plastic sheep think our way?
Could it talk in an ovine way?
Indeed, what would a plastic sheep think and say?
"How did we all end up here anyway?"
"I guess we just did, okay!"
I assume a plastic sheep can think and say,
"I hope you have an awesome day!"

This is better left unsaid,
Would  a doctor want this read?
"Growing old is not for jibs,
Your fluid tablets give us the blip!'

Let's visit our sacred space,
Pray for blessings of grace,
Pray for an encounter with the Lord,
If it all came true, we'd all be awed,
Personal encounters with grace,
Hidden, but not far, in our sacred space.

Is this talking? A fleeting glance,
Another episode of our non-romance,
He's eye candy for older babes,
He'll saunter off one day,
Is this talking? He blows a kiss,
Imagine being his old miss of bliss!

Yes, a blessed Sunday morning,
A fresh day dawning,
I pray for faith to unite,
In the early morning light,
As our day of earthly prayers does start,
To be blessed, chats straight from the heart!

My name is Julie Chatterbox,
I do waste thoughts a lot,
I can perform my monologue,
My brain does a yap a lot,
All I have to say,
Is raise your coffee this way,
To stinking thinking, okay?
If you want an opinion, ask me,
I can indulge in repartee!

I met a check-out chick the other day,
I asked how was her New Year's Day, okay,
She said she had a dreadful New Year's Day.
Her boyfriend battling bushfires with the CFA,
He had never been so far away,
What on earth could I say?
Our firies are like superheroes today,
Right there with Superman, okay?
Would you give them a salary or lunch money? Hey,
They don't do it for the money, okay?
Well, give them all a gold medal,  I say,
When these bushfires are gone one day,
Chats about our firies everywhere these days!

Who is a good person to know?
Each has a path to follow,
I do good things for others, you see,
Remaining kind  and so friendly,
Hearts do need folk to look after,
Souls need peace and laughter!
My path is that of a bard, as well,
Who is good and really swell?
I am being modest, what the hell!

If I were a world dictator,
I would make peace now, not later,
I would ban bombs and guns,
A new way on Earth begun,
Big dreamers start with dreams,
We could change the world, it seems,
We need peace now, not later,
If I were a kind dictator.........